Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

he did not

cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not

He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me under

under house arrest? Think of it as grounding.

turned to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty

nodded decisively.

with batons. You have my permission to beat him up if he tries to sneak

suppressed his laughter. If it came to that, she would still be the one feeling sorry

won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family law. Feel free to test me, but don’t expect

snorted. “You think I’m scared of a

piss me off, I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend

He refused to say another

around Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn

me when you’ve calmed down and thought things

where he stood, Treyton watched as she and Cedrick

the car did not

an orderly march of footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed

first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton shut the door behind

inside his house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick disappear into the

early the following morning at her office at Mossey Corporation,

its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms,

health reasons, her secretary had taken a medical

spend the following two days coaching her

of the HR department arrived with

taking her attention off the documents in

permission, the two

had an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had

not so much as

the manager placed the secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is very well qualified, Ms. Mossey. You’ll like

grunted in response, engrossed in typing. She did not look at the documents beside

than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…”

nodded. “Understood,